He holds onto York for guidance, but continues to try and act more independently. He's almost angry at himself for slowing the two of them down, but every time he tries to match their speed he just feels sick and dizzy. It's beginning to piss him off.

By the time he climbs up and joins North he turns back towards the entrance where a group of five hostiles catches his eye. "Uh.. Guys?" He warns, ducking down a second later when they start firing at them. A few bullets narrowly miss his helmet. "Guys, I really think we should go now!"